Artistry...
Never destined for glamour.
Destined to serve.
Entrapped by fame, sex, riches.
False idols that steal rather than give...
Fortifying our fragile existence under the guise of supplementary growth.
It's lies are as shallow as it's returns.
A wasteful tribute...
To those that came before.
Stand... For something more.
Yours faithfully,
Apathy.
I didn't think I'd ever write about you, again. After the way things ended, my love turned into hate. The heart that I had to soften...
Footsteps. https://www.instagram.com/p/DFmwSVGOX8Y/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link Indicators. Paths tread. I used to believe I was alone...
For the longest time, I only knew what I didn't want. Wanting something implied a sense of ownership. I wanted the worst because that is...
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